A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 812: Chapter 490: I Don’t Allow It!! (Request for Monthly Ticket)

“Why?”

Bailuo stood in front of his uncle, the storm was over and the sun was shining, but there was no trace of joy in him: “Why?”

In the end, his uncle had deceived him.

His clenched hands trembled slightly; Bailuo really wanted to wake the old man up and question him as to why he made such arrangements.

“I was never really a king.”

“There’s no nation, no miracles. Going back to the mountains,” Bailuo’s eyes filled with tears, “what’s wrong with being a village chief?”

The uncle felt that his failure to hand over sufficient family property to him was a debt, but Bailuo didn’t think he owed him anything.

Being able to come to this world, encountering his senior sister and uncle, and the elders of Yatun Village, Bailuo was very happy. His brief decade-plus experience was a hundred times, a thousand times more exciting than his last lifetime!

“Come on, wake up, old man.”

“Let’s go back.”

Bailuo could no longer control his tears, “I don’t want to be king anymore.”

Bailuo had always been afraid of losing, and now, truly facing such a moment, Bailuo finally understood what the old man meant to him.

From their first meeting, Bailuo asked the uncle about so-called physics and chemistry with the arrogance of a Blue Star Person, only to discover that the old man’s knowledge far exceeded his imagination.

That was Bailuo’s genuine admiration for a person.

He had only ever heard that in ancient times there were sages and wise men, but to encounter one so closely, to learn from him, to take him as a role model, Bailuo understood what fulfillment and satisfaction meant.

Sharing all the most precious experiences of his life without holding anything back.

Although the uncle never boasted about his legendary life, the stories he told Bailuo were always toned down, kept as close as possible to what a regular person could grasp.

Yet even these stories made Bailuo’s blood surge with excitement, lamenting that he wasn’t born in that era to embark on a journey alongside the uncle and others.

“Xiao Luo.”

The senior sister also felt the pain; she wanted to challenge Saros, always aiming to surpass and defeat him.

When the old man actually passed away, the senior sister suddenly realized how empty her heart was.

At that moment, the senior sister realized that she didn’t want to defeat the uncle; she was simply enjoying having an eternal target to pursue, always having someone to stop her from going too far, losing her way.

“Will anyone else leave in the future?”

Xiao Luo was supported by his senior sister as he asked her this.

Xiao Luo didn’t know why he asked, but he just felt that the senior sister knew a lot, no less than the uncle.

“They will.”

The senior sister didn’t want to deceive Bailuo; from the Queen’s schemes, she knew that Bailuo had more to endure in his future.

“But I say they won’t!”

Bailuo looked into the senior sister’s eyes: “Never!”

“Flipping noises.”

The Book of Yagen turned over in Bailuo’s mind; he had always been afraid to look at it, fearing that one glance would reveal a missing page from the Black Leather Book, one that lacked the uncle’s name.

But, Bailuo knew this wasn’t the solution.

He was in so much pain, unwilling to lose his uncle, yet even more reluctant to let the old man down.

If he saw what Bailuo looked like now, would he regret it?

“Tell me how to use that Gold Coin!”

The surrounding environment transformed in an instant, and Bailuo strode through the world of Yagen, which, unlike before, seemed to be waiting for him, as if it knew he would come.

“I can save him, right?”

Bailuo: “If it wasn’t possible, you wouldn’t have given me that Gold Coin.”

“It’s not given by me.”

“Don’t lie to me!!!”

Bailuo grabbed Yagen’s wrist and pulled her in front of him, looking down at her from above: “The Black Leather Book was given to me by you, these miracles, you guided me to find them!”

“Miracles belong to me, Sherri, Xiao Bai, they are all my miracles.”

“But where are they, and how to awaken them,” Bailuo said, “The method, however, was taught by you.”

Bailuo had doubted the Book of Yagen before, it felt as if there was a hidden hand behind it, playing a big chess game, and he was just a piece in the hands of the chess player.

However, Bailuo did not mind, who can truly be superior?

In his previous life, Bailuo read many system-based novels, those protagonists, who would doubt the so-called system?

As long as the system benefited him, as long as it did nothing to harm Bailuo’s interests, why would Bailuo oppose it?

Without the Book of Yagen, Bailuo would not have gained the power of miracles, so why would he have any complaints or suspicions?

He was just a downtrodden life, a mere ant, to put it bluntly, being calculated by Yagen, being chosen was an honor for him!

“I am not your enemy.”

“I know.”

Bailuo said, “You have always been helping me, protecting me in the dark.”

Bailuo did not see Yagen as an enemy; again, he felt genuine affection and protection from her.

No matter what their relationship was, Yagen was definitely not Bailuo’s enemy.

“I beg you, tell me,” Bailuo raised his hand, holding the Gold Coin: “How to use this thing, can it bring the old man back?”

“I can exchange it with miracles!!”

Bailuo said, “Initial Sprout Holy Pouch, Twilight, and all other miracles I find later, I’ll trade them for his life, is that enough?”

Bailuo couldn’t trade Sherri and the others because they were living beings that Bailuo had already formed attachments with.

But the pouch and Twilight were inanimate objects, discarding them, Bailuo felt no heartache at all.

“Calm down, child.”

Yagen gently caressed Bailuo’s face, wiping away the tears: “You know better than I, you know the function of this Gold Coin, I’ve already told you its usage.”

“It is you who hesitates, you are afraid to disturb him.”

“……”

As Yagen said, Bailuo instinctively knew how to use the Gold Coin, but he had not yet made up his mind.

The uncle was gone, but he had no lingering attachments.

He had done everything he could, passed all his experiences and strength to Bailuo.

The uncle’s life was complete, did Bailuo really need to disturb him?

His death here was the uncle’s own choice!

“Thank you.”

Bailuo thanked Yagen, her words strengthened his resolve: “He wanted me to stand on my own, each choice I make should originate from my own will, this is what defines a King.”

“I shouldn’t be confused.”

“What do I want to do?”

“What I most want to do right now, that’s what I should do,” Bailuo said, “If I can’t decide even this little matter, then I’m truly failing him!”

“He paved the way for me with his death, for me to stand on my own.”

“Now I’ll tell him.”

A smile appeared on Bailuo’s face: “The first thing I’m going to do after standing on my own is to pull him up from his coffin and tell him, you want to die, I won’t allow it!!!”